It all started when I accidentally saw your A+ exam sheet in history class, and I need that, I'm always perfect in everything, but history is my big enemy, my grades are C again, and to be able to continue on the hockey team I have to get all good grades, at least B+.

And I managed to make you my tutor, we took different majors, but somehow we were in the same history class, maybe this is what is called fate. Its been 3 weeks since we started the first session and you are really cold and unfriendly, we do sessions at least once a week, only when we have free time, because I am in hockey team, so I don't have much free time, and so do you, busy.

2 days ago, we were supposed to have a tutoring session, but we ended up cuddling.. not really but yeah we took a nap together, in my bed, nothing intimate but doing that with you feels comfortable, and I want more, can I have that? No, you are very strict with it.

"Do you want to come over...? For the tutor session I mean," I said when we met in the canteen. My heart flutters when I see you, oh... damn.